I thought you might like a little “Awwwww….” in your day. ‘Cause that’s what I get whenever I look at these photos of baby Pebbles and her uncle Xander.

It’s moments like these that have gotten us through the bad times. If you’re new here and have no idea what I’m talking about, check out some of the posts in the Pebbles – Special Needs archives. It’ll make more sense if you start at the bottom and work your way up the page. (Am I the only person who finds blog navigation confusing?)

You could say it’s been a rough eight years. Thank goodness for digital memories.

Wondering who The Rock and Pebbles are? Want to know
why we’re raising Pebbles? And who the heck is OCD Louie?
Find the answers and more on my About My Blog page.

You might also like Eleven Random Facts About Me andMy Answers to Sophie’s Questions on my Liebster page.

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About Mai Stone

“A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs…jolted by every pebble on the road.”
~ Henry Ward Beecher ~
A sense of humor is essential for surviving the pebbles on life’s road. Especially when they’re the size of boulders.

LOL! I know exactly how you feel. Those cheeks and thighs *are* irresistible. I read your comment to Pebbles (who is now eight years old and she thinks she’s kinda grown up). She asked, “Why would she wanna gobble me up?” so I showed her. Now she’s begging me to do it again!

So cute. 8 year old’s too are so cute. My little 8 year old niece guest blogged for me one time- she wanted to know every single comment and star on the post 🙂 It was too darling. Pebbles strikes me as being equally special.